Sometimes it all feels whole and complete and I’m there, a part of it.
The bummer is that in my many turns I do not feel I handle my life all that well and some suffer from that. To reflect: that self assuredness may be rare or tender in some of my tribe ( a wide distribution of choices in possibilities, in prospects they charmed me into, not so much pursued ) and that is why many act goofy to some other previous perspective. More simply, I have not enjoyed whole heartedly the merry prancing of pre-mature aging.
Some of my family are rather neurotic. Present times have not made it calmer.
Month: April 2024
Growing up in the SF Metro Bay Area I had little to no exposure to Farmer’s life or Ranching (other than Hollywood and TV portrayals). Although I had good physical workout doing maintenance and construction work, that physique became buried under flab after I was pushed into desk jobs. I do think I would be in better shape and have made better adjustment if I had been raised on a farm or ranch. I think the demands of a working ranch or vegetable farm would keep you in good habits. I don’t think I could stand to go back to the city. I’m still waylaid by my ills and it would be a real physical struggle (impossible) to make a living farming (on my own).
science is all about quantities
radiant quality and material state
a study of life
yes awkward, if we desire a state of
constant observation experimentation and
recorded measurements to stock your data and
enhance life,
make life more “survivable”
then your art may be a spiritual guide
art makes life more livable
can we claim a human right to “art”?
the young buck against the goads
but not always intentional its
a kind of thinking claustrophobia
Roots upon this earth
branches in the stars
UNDERSTANDING is MORPHIC!